John, Lori, and sons explore God's world

Which kid is which?

When I was young, I got annoyed when people got my sister and me mixed up. I couldn’t understand how they thought we looked alike. My sister was two years older, four inches taller, and blonder. Sooo different.

In college, I saw more diversity among people and realized that, in the big scheme of things, both of my sisters and I look similar.

Now that I have my own kids, I’ve had to refer to the “created on” dates on photo files several times to know which kid is in a picture. My kids don’t look completely different from a few of their cousins, either.

If they look alike to their parents, how much more they must look alike to people who don’t know them. Many Solomon Islanders have commented on how alike our kids look. In this country, over 99% of the population has very different coloring from my family. There are probably fewer than five other Caucasian one-year-old kids in the country. We get a LOT of attention when we go shopping. I don’t enjoy the attention, but I’m getting used to it. I AM enjoying watching my three blond boys look more like each other as they get older.